GO TO HELL

"What is wrong with you? Stop pacing around and have your food. This is annoying me." Oliver groaned as he stared at his brother.

"How can you even think about eating now? I can't reach her since one week and there is no whereabouts too."

"So? Is she a baby or what? Stop acting like a guardian to everyone and mind your own business."

"She is my responsibility." Christian snapped at his brother's careless attitude.

"Oh, really? A weakling like you is responsible for the highest ranked angel?" He asked quoting the last three words with his fingers.

"Oliver, I know that you do not approve of her but that is the truth. She indeed is the highest ranked angel even if you like it or not." 

"I do not care actually. She is no one to me and I want the same to be for you as well." Oliver answered as she swirled his noodles with the fork.

"What is your problem with her?" Christian asked, pulling a chair next to his brother and settling down.